Redhawk Caldera you teach me and i'll teach you.

Finley did her best to wrangle in the newborns who had decided to make a squirmy break for it as Eljay made his way in. Gently, she plucked Fidget up and moved him into her arms, then reached to snatch the other black and white puppy who had chosen that moment to break away from Raven's nips and make a name for herself - @Orca. She winced at her son's comment about them not realizing they were without a mother. In a way, they weren't - they actually had two of them. But it was a crime that they were deprived of their real mother.

"I'm sure they don't," Fin replied, sadly as she gazed at them. Another pup had stopped feeding and was shuffling beside Raven - a fat little thing that also hadn't earned a nickname from her yet. She reached and plucked up @Oriole and placed him beside the other two, gazing at the three of them. "But so long as they're warm and well-fed, they're happy. And when they get older, we'll all be here to tell them everything they could ever want to know about their parents, so even though they'll never meet them, they'll still know them, in a way."

She meant the words as comfort, but all it did was tug at the pieces of her broken heart. So, Finley tried to change the subject. "You want to hear what we've been calling them?" she asked, smiling through her melancholy.